623456The measure done, ile watch her place of stand,

624457And touching hers, make happie my rude hand

625458Did my heart loue till now? Forsweare it sight,

626459I neuer saw true beautie till this night.

627460Tib: This by his voice should be a Mountague,

628461Fetch me my rapier boy. What dares the slaue

629462Come hither couer'd with an Anticke face,

630463To scorne and ieere at our solemnitie?

631464Now by the stocke and honor of my kin,

632465To strike him dead I hold it for no sin.

633466Ca: Why how now Cosen, wherfore storme you so.

635467Ti: Vncle this is a Mountague our foe,

636468A villaine that is hether come in spight,

637469To mocke at our solemnitie this night.

638470Ca: Young Romeo, is it not?

639471Ti: It is that villaine Romeo.

640472Ca: Let him alone, he beares him like a portly gentle- (man,

642473And to speake truth, Verona brags of him,

643474As of a vertuous and well gouern'd youth:

644475I would not for the wealth of all this towne,

645476Here in mv house doo him disparagement:

646477Therefore be quiet take no note of him,

648478Beare a faire presence, and put off these frownes,

649479An ill beseeming semblance for a feast.

650480Ti: It fits when such a villaine is a guest,

651481Ile not indure him.

652482Ca: He shalbe indured, goe to I say, he shall,

654483Am I the Master of the house or you?

655484You'le not indure him? God shall mend my soule

656485You'le make a mutenie amongst my guests,

657486You'le set Cocke a hoope, you'le be the man.

658487Ti: Vncle tis a shame.

C3 Ca: Goe